Cool, Cool Water

This originally appeared (in slighly edited form) in a McGill University student-run Chaplaincy magazine called "Radix', in November or December end of 2004. The theme of the issue was water. My other contribution to that issue was the name-"Just Add Water".

I`m going down to the cool, cool water, away from the raging fire, away from the strife and slaughter, away from the raging desire.

I`m going down to the cool, cool water, to lose more than I find, to leave that all behind. Let it sink into the mire of its own ambition, its feverish ignition its very own perdition

I`m going down to the cool, cool water- I`m trying to start anew. I`m not sure what to do. I look to the water, can it inspire when it offers a reflection? Does it offer me protection- a cleansing, a connection to all the places water touches- each little drop, at least such is the idea floating in my head, or rising as steam like words I`ve said as the water`s met by fire

Where does this river go? Is there any way to know? Will I be dragged below by the undertow?

Is there no way out of sin? Is there no way for me to win? I`ll drift away with a heedless grin down the waters of oblivion

Let its waters close over me, although I don`t want to drown. But let its cleansing set me free- by losing myself I may be found

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